Josette Was walking by the railway. The night had fallen not so long ago and she was still on the hunt. Not for blood, no, but for the hunter that had survived that terrible night. She looked up at the sky and sighed. It was a full moon tonight just like that horrifiying night. She wanted to see that boy dead and she would rather do it herself then ask anyone else to do it for her. She wanted to kill him and make him pay... somehow.


She hoped to meet him and scared him away. To frighten him to dead or be able to take him down. She longed for revenge, to see his dead body and maybe drink his blood... who knew what would happen on the night he would be killed by her own hands. She smirked. He would pay for sure. She remebered his scent and always would.